The tornado Storm
by
, 08-20-2012 at 07:22 PM (461 Views)
5-11-12
(Another old DJ entry I never posted)
I am outside sitting down on a table. On the other side of the table there is a girl there. She is on her phone. It is a nice looking day. I seem to be in a community because there are a lot of houses around. All of a sudden a storm hits. It begins to rain hard. In front of me is a house. I see a random recycle bin laying around. I get up and run around the house when I get around it I see a tornado is not to far from where I am. I get lifted up by the tornado but luckily I somehow make it back to the ground. I run towards the door of the house and I get inside. There is a group of people trying to get inside the house as well so I let them in. Because of the force of the tornado I had to try and pull them in but all of a sudden the storm and tornado vanishes and everything seems normal.
There is some deviousness going on in here. The house is very dark and there are traps. As I explore the house I see shadow figures quickly move across my field of vision. I find a room full of money. I have telekinesis, with just the right movement of my fingers the money just comes to me. The money is in coin form, not paper. It is reddish orange in color. I stumble next to a boulder trap that comes from another floor of this house. I wait for the boulder to drop before I make my way up there.
I don't think have any pants on because I feel 'free' down there. I notice the floor is made of glass. I make my way down by smashing my way through the broken glass. I go through multiple floors. I go outside. It is nice and sunny now. I am now running away from some fat dude that is very fast. He is just right behind me. A dream shift occurs. I am in my house observing my cousin in the kitchen. I then decide to do a reality check, the nose plug one to be exact. It didn't work the first time but then I try again but try to breathe through my nose harder this time and it worked. It is usually effortless. I become lucid but then I wake up.